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330 Lhe Master of Greylands. ‘« Fifty guineas !—and her bed and board! And only one little lady to teach ; and gentlefolks to live with! My goodnéss! Mr. Harry, one would think half the ladies in England would jump at it.” One lady at least was ready to “jump” at it: she who sat outside, overhearing the tale. Her lips parted as she listened; her cheeks flushed with excitement. Oh, if she herself could obtain this place !— become an inmate of the house where dwelt her husband’s enemy, James Castlemaine! How seemingly clear and straightforward would be her path of discovery then, compared with what it .was now, or with any other position she could hope to be placed in! She could daily, hourly watch Mr. Castlemaine, and it must surely be her fault if she did not track home the crime to him! As to her fitness for the post, why French was her native language, and in music she was a finished artiste and she could certainly undertake general instruction ! _ While the red flush was yet on her face, the light of excitement in her eyes, Harry Castlemaine came out. Seeing her sitting there, he took off hjs hat and politely accosted her, saying he was glad to hear the little girl was improving. Madame Guise rose. It was the first time she had spoken to him. “I thank you, sir, for your good wishes: yes, she 1s getting well now. And I—I beg your pardon, sir—I think I heard you just now say to Madame Bent that you found it difficult to get a governess for your house.” “My people find itso. Why ?—do you know of one?” he added, smiling. “TI think I do, sir.” ‘‘Mrs. Castlemaine is very difficult to please, especially as regards French,” he said, still smiling ; “‘ and the French of some of the ladies who have applied has turned out to be very English French, so it would not suit her. Should you chance to know of any lady really eligible, madam, you would be conferring a favour in introducing her to the notice of Mrs. Castlemaine.” Sir, I will think of 1t.” Fie lifted his hat again as he wished her good-day. And Madame Guise, gazing after him, thought that Heaven was surely working for her, in thus opening a prospect of entrance to the house of Mr. Cas- tlemaine. CHAPTER XIV. GETTING IN BY DECEIT. TURNING out of the Dolphin Inn, by its front entrance, went Charlotte Guise, in her best mourning attire. It wasa bright afternoon, and the fields were green again. They lay on either side her road—the inland coach road that the stage was wont to traverse. Leaving.Mn Parker's COMIC OOOKS. COM «